Screaming through the Woods

I was approached by a pair of guests and asked a series of questions which gave me the indication that perhaps they were press or at least some bloggers. I wanted to give them more time, but being in my position, I had several people to attend to all at once. When answering “yes”, to their “Are you having fun?”, They assured me they weren’t supervisors and that I could be honest. A moment’s thought and I honestly answered, “yes, I was.” Despite it feeling so disasterous, I was genuinely enjoying my crazy night.

I got myself up before ten yesterday morning to join some roommates for Dim Sum somewhere over in San Gabriel Valley, but, as part of the group opted to just not wake up at that hour, I wasn’t inclined to be a third wheel. Instead, I enjoyed several more hours of sleep. This was a far better option. If I didn’t have to work tonight(last night at this hour), I’d’ve been more inclined to add myself to the dumpling consumption team.

On the way to work, I spotted a Google Maps car, with its odd camera set up, sitting like an oversized antenna above the vehicle. Made a note to remember I saw the thing just so I could tell you, but I realize that’s only interesting and not terribly important.

Today was parking relocation. This means we park in a structure down in the studios while regular employee parking is opened to guests. This also means we have to wait for a shuttle to take us from there all the way up to the park, or rather, one of those employee only locations that most of us need to visit before we start our working hours. Luckily, I could clock in there on time instead of late at our breakroom located at one of the opposite ends of the park. Tomorrow, I’m heading in early to avoid this rush to be in on time.

Still had to head to the break room to put together what would be my paperwork. It’s all done on computer and I carry around a PDA with a special Excell program to keep track of everyone. I had 14 people to be responsible for, plus myself. Of course, since there are a limited number of available PDAs, I sat and waited to use one from a Day Ops lead giving me one more thing to be late down at the Terror Tram.

When I arrived, barricade set up was nearly finished, a couple choppers were buzzing around and we were alerted to the fact that the press was coming. You may have seen some live broadcasts some time past eleven. Univision was infront of the Psycho House, where I myself was standing to cover someone sent to lunch.

I had a hard time not laughing at people who jumped at being scared. They popped out at or near me a few times, making me jump. Despite knowing where the ScareActors were hiding, they still got me a few times. Heck, because I’d stare at the brightly lit PDA, I was startled several times by people not intending to scare anyone. Employees appeared out of thin air because I was unable to notice their approach.

I may have given out the first breaks a little too early, but I did manage to give every single person a 20 minute break, and, suprisingly, everyone under my watch was granted their 45 minute lunch. Plus, they were rotated through positions a few times. Suprise, I did it. Now I’ve got to try and do it all over again tomorrow.

It was a hell of a lot of fun, but it’s nice to get that last group walking through to tell you it’s all over and you can go home. We start heading off the hill. Some time later, the sound goes off and all you hear are the real crickets who’ve been trying to compete with all the recorded screams and man-eating animals. A bit later, and all the lights go, you’re left in the dark, and you’re still waiting for that wheelchair for that one guest who can’t take the rest of the walk cause her feet are too sore and she’s just too tired.

At the end of the night, I lost one. She never returned from lunch, which delayed the last few lunches. A second was lost as well in one of the other areas. Their flashlights were returned. I can only assume their radios were returned as well. Perhaps they took off early thinking they were done, as if the event continuing around them wasn’t enough of a clue to the contrary.

Yes, some people got hit, and someone threw up, and certain skunky odors where present, but I caugnt most of that only on radio and I had plenty of my own stresses to get through. Tomorrow night(or tonight, depending on how you look at it), is the first Saturday. While tonight had large crowds and the press going through, Saturday will probably be expected to be even more crowded. While you, the guest, has a great time, I’ll be running around trying to sort through you while I sort through my own people.

Peace. Goodnight/morning.

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